The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 6: Hiding Nothing But His Balls
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 6: Hiding Nothing But His Balls - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Teenagers Coercion Consensual Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
The beam on Aaron’s face said it all. Ian held his arms out and Aaron came into them immediately. As they hugged, the skin-to-skin contact gave them both a lovely feeling. With their heads on each other’s shoulders, their arms around each other and their chests pressed together, neither of them wanted to part.
Eventually Ian gave a sigh and said, ‘Lie down now, or we’ll be here all night.’ Aaron settled down on his front on the settee and Ian sat on the edge. He massaged the back of his head, then when he moved down onto his shoulders, he asked, ‘Can you tell me what happened to your parents?’
Aaron told him as Ian massaged down his back and over his cheeks. He found it surprisingly easy to answer, probably because he had recently told Nicola. But he still struggled to speak, because the massage was so lovely.
As Ian moved on down the back of his bare legs, he asked, ‘You said that for a while you often wished you had been in the car with them when it happened. Did you ever consider suicide?’ ‘No, never.’ Ian told him as Ian started back up his legs.
‘Can you tell me why not?’ Ian asked as he massaged back up over his cheeks. ‘I certainly wished at the beginning that I could have died with them,’ Aaron admitted. But to actually do it myself never entered my head.’
‘I suppose I knew that mum and dad wouldn’t have wanted me to do anything like that.’ Aaron told him. ‘Besides, I’m sure I would have been too scared to even try. At the beginning, wishing I’d been with them when it happened wasn’t a desire to die, it was just so I wouldn’t have been left on my own.’
‘But that passed after a couple of months, I was suffering certainly, but I was still glad to be alive.’ ‘That’s good to hear.’ Ian told him as he massaged up over his shoulders, onto his head and took his hands away. ‘Turn over now.’ he instructed.
Aaron turned over and smiled at him, ‘I’ve never talked to anyone like this before, and it seems so easy to do. The massage is lovely as well.’ he added. ‘I’m going to massage down your front now, just the same.’ Ian told him. ‘I’ll be asking you some more questions as well.’
‘It’s strange,’ Aaron admitted, ‘I have this feeling I’ve never experienced before. I want to pour everything out to you.’ ‘That’s great,’ Ian told him, ‘That suggests it won’t take as long as I expected.’ Aaron was feeling so at ease, that when Ian said he was going to massage his front, his only thought had been, ‘Another lovely massage.
It wasn’t until he was enjoying the massage on the front of his bare shoulders that it hit him. If Ian went all the way down as he assumed he would, he would be massaging over his private area. As he felt panic starting, he reminded himself about that morning.
His and Ian’s cocks had already touched through their shorts when they had hugged in bed just before they got up. And that hadn’t just been their cocks, but two very hard cocks as they had just woken up and were both desperate for a wee.
His panic disappeared as if it had been switched off. Then he remembered how nice the contact had felt and the lovely sensations it had given him. Suddenly he found that he was now looking forward to Ian’s touch.
Through the mists of deep thought, he became aware that Ian had asked him a question. ‘Sorry,’ Aaron said, ‘Your massage was so nice my mind had wandered, can you repeat your question please.’ As Ian reached the bottom of Aarons chest and moved onto his bare stomach, he repeated it.
‘How long were you in care before your attack?’ Ian asked. ‘Six months,’ Aaron replied, shivering as he remembered. As he moved down to his waist, Ian told him, ‘I know remembering it is upsetting, but once you’ve told me the whole story, you’ll find it won’t bother you half as much.’
As he finished speaking, his hands moved up onto the front of Aarons shorts. As he massaged from side to side he moved down slowly. Aaron’s heart was beating with excitement. Apart from when he had been attacked, no one had ever touched him there.
Yet now he felt so excited at what he was about to feel. Ian’s hands moved down further and massaged directly over his cock. Aaron couldn’t stop himself crying out in delight. ‘That feels amazing,’ he said, ‘How is it possible for me to be enjoying anyone touching there.’
Ian had already guessed the area of his attack, so he told him, ‘There are five reasons why you’re enjoying it. Firstly, you’re feeling my hands there because you want to, not because you are being forced. Secondly, because you are feeling relaxed and you know I’m not going to hurt you, instead of feeling terrified about what might happen next.’
‘Thirdly, because I am being gentle and you know that you’re not going to suffer any pain or discomfort. Fourthly, because you know that if you tell me to stop, I’ll do so immediately. Fifth, because of the first four, you can enjoy the natural pleasure that being touched in that area gives.’
‘Ian had remained on the front of his shorts as he spoke. Now he moved on down Aarons bare legs. The cock he had just massaged over had remained soft and didn’t feel as if it was much bigger than his own. ‘Where your attackers living in the home when you first arrived?’ Ian asked as he reached his feet.
‘No, they only came two weeks before it happened.’ Aaron said. ‘How many attackers where there?’ ‘Two.’ Aaron said giving another shiver. ‘Ok, thanks,’ Ian told him, ‘I’m not going to ask you about the attack itself just yet.’
‘How did you get on with the other residents during that first six months?’ Ian asked as he moved up onto Aarons shorts once more. Aaron couldn’t answer, he was concentrating on the lovely feelings he knew were about to go flowing through him.
Then as Ian’s hands massaged so gently over his cock, they both felt it start to grow. Aaron really did panic then, even with the lovely feelings it was giving him, it just hadn’t occurred to him that that might happen. Ian was watching his face and saw his expression change to one of panic.
As Ian moved off his cock and onto his bare stomach he smiled at Aaron and told him, ‘Don’t worry about going hard. That’s just your body telling me how relaxed it feels with me. It’s a perfectly natural reaction and any other boy’s cock would do exactly the same under similar circumstances.’
The look of panic on Aaron’s face was immediately replaced by a smile of happiness. ‘As we progress, it will probably go even harder,’ Ian told him. ‘It’s also likely to wave about. It will do that deliberately to tell me he wants to be friends too. Whatever you feel happening, don’t worry about it.’
‘Just relax, let it happen and enjoy it. It’s not going to do anything that I won’t be pleased to see or feel. And when you feel able to let it join in, you will be well on the way to being fully relaxed.’ Ian reached his head, took his hands off and opened his arms.
Aaron sat up into them, and they had a long hug. ‘You’re doing really well,’ Ian told him. ‘After our hug, lie down again on your front and I’ll massage your back once more with more questions. Because you are doing so well, when I reach your waist, I’ll take hold of the waist of your shorts.’
‘I’ll pause briefly, then unless you call out ‘Stop’ I’ll lift the back of your shorts and slide one hand inside. Then I’ll massage both cheeks one at a time, directly on your skin, before carrying on down your legs.’ ‘Don’t bother waiting for me to say anything,’ Aaron told him, ‘That sounds lovely.’
‘Ok, lie down then.’ Ian instructed. Aaron settled into place feeling so excited. As Ian massaged the back of his head he remembered the unanswered question. ‘We all got on reasonably ok,’ he said. ‘The first home was a, ‘We’ll put you here whilst we decide what to do with you,’ sort of place.’
‘No one ever stopped very long, some only weeks. Although a couple had been there a while, like me. The lady in charge told me it was nothing personal, they just had to wait for suitable places in long term homes to come available.’
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